The Hyperion was in a nice neighborhood, Vi had decided a few minutes into her walk. It wasn't high class and snobbery, but had that feel of Old Hollywood without the added bonus of 'you're about to be mugged around the next corner.' It was quiet but there were still signs of life around, cars that didn't look like they belonged in junk yards, business closed for the night. She liked it.
Her hand moved down to her side, inches away from the stake as she her "spidey senses", as one of the girls called it, kicked in. There was someone heading her way, someone she didn't know. "Hi," she replied, giving him a hesitant smile. She squinted in what little light was available, studying his face. Definitely familiar and otherwordly vibes.